Poverty

Chapter 157: Third Master Feng?
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Zheng Zhi finally took a deep breath.

His eyes also hardened.

"Daoist Yanchu has saved my life. I shouldn't have troubled you, but now I really can't live."

"I want to separate from Sun Ping."

Zheng Zhi has always been gentle and virtuous, but in fact she is also a person with her own opinions.

Li Yanchu smiled slightly.

"Congratulations, you are free from the sea of ​​suffering."

What he just said is actually somewhat instructive.

Although it is said that it is better to demolish ten temples than destroy one family.

But Li Yanchu looked down on the kind of man who could export all his wives.

There is no bottom line at all.

of course.

If Zheng Zhi still had illusions about Sun Ping, then he wouldn't say much.

Everyone has their own destiny, maybe the young couple has a good relationship in private.

"People, it's a lifetime thing to hurt yourself by being soft-hearted. Don't think it through now, and get confused later."

"I'll give you a sum of money to help you get married. You can find a husband who treats you sincerely. After knowing this, you must not have illusions about Sun Ping and repeat the same mistakes."

Li Yanchu didn't know why, when he saw this woman named Zheng Zhi, he felt a little familiar.

He also knew a friend before, who repeatedly softened his heart, and finally ended up in a miserable end.

"Follow the teachings of benefactor!"

Zheng Zhi said softly.

The next thing is simple.

Li Yanchu didn't go directly to Feng San, the owner of the gambling shop.

Instead, they called Catcher Wang from the county government, and the head of a big gang in the city.

Wang Butou has some friendship with him, Li Yanchu has solved many murder cases in Weicheng, and saved his life several times, so naturally he has nothing to say.

The head of the gang is a little flattered!

"Daoist Yanchu asked me for help!?"

The head of Jiang in the Happy Hall was very happy.

There is a feeling of happiness falling from the sky.

"How capable I am Jiang Tie"

When the three of them came to Liumen Casino, the fierce thug in charge of maintaining order suddenly froze.

Hurry in and report.

After a while, a middle-aged man in brocade robes hurried out.

"Wang catcher!"

"Hall Master Jiang!"

"Daoist Yan Chu!"

As a big gangster who hangs out on the streets of Weicheng, Feng San still has this insight.

But now he is very nervous.

"I'm not dreaming, what's going on?"

Wang Butou was so powerful that Weicheng was black and white. When he was young, he also killed dozens of vicious bandits with a sword in his hand.

He is a big man in the government with a illustrious reputation.

There are three squads of arresting heads under him, and there are hundreds of yamen servants Xiangyong.

Feng San couldn't even get along with the team leader, let alone someone like Wang Butou.

That Hall Master Jiang was even less likely to see.

Six Doors Casino is still a small force in this area, but looking at the whole Weicheng, it is actually not fart.

They are under the control of the Qinghu Gang, which is a small gang under the Ruyitang.

And Jiang Tie is the chief executive of Ruyitang.

Feng San is a fart.

This Daoist Yanchu was even more famous in Weicheng, and was regarded by the county magistrate as a godly figure of honor.

It is said that not only Taoism is magical, but also martial arts are superb!
Big figures like the second head of the Five Lakes Gang and the thief Liang Qi were all planted in the hands of this Daoist Yanchu.

Feng San is silent now.

I don't know what face I have to be able to make these three big shots come to his small gambling house at the same time.

It was Li Yanchu who spoke first.

"Mr. Feng, I'm here today for Sun Ping's business."

Li Yanchu said lightly.

Feng San was shocked.

Sun Ping! ?
This dog has such a hard relationship! ?

Immediately, he felt his legs go limp, and said with a smile: "Daoist Yan Chu, you can call me Xiaofeng, or Xiaosan, but I can't be called a father, this is killing me."

Feng San trembled.

Wang Butou and Jiang Tie, the head of the Happy Hall, looked at Feng San expressionlessly.

Too scary!

In fact, they really didn't know Feng San.

Although Feng San appeared to be a vicious and powerful figure in front of ordinary people.

But in front of these people, there is not even a name.

Who knows.

Li Yanchu was not pedantic, and said lightly:

"Boss Feng, I paid off Sun Ping's gambling debts for him. His wife is going to divorce him, and she will not be his wife in the future. I hope you will stop holding on to this matter."

"Do you think it's okay?"

Feng San's liver and gallbladder were torn apart.

I thought to myself that I was just tempted by lust, and played a trick on that poor scholar Sun Ping, and wanted to play with his wife, but I didn't expect to recruit such three big bosses.

"What's the point? Don't hide it, Daoist Chu, I, Feng San, are out of touch with this matter. I'm going to die. I want to trick that Sun Ping and covet his wife. I'm not human."

"I know I'm wrong! Really!"

"I hope the Taoist priest won't be offended. I will behave in a good manner in the future and change my past!"

Feng San was a quick-response person, and the two over there naturally saw through this little trick at a glance.

Want this money yourself?

Do not die!
Li Yanchu shook his head slightly: "Boss Feng, this kind of thing is detrimental to morality, it's good not to do it, but you have to collect the money, otherwise it will be me making you suffer."

Feng San still wants to decline.

Wang Butou said in a deep voice: "I told you to hold it and you took it. Do you think that Taoist Yan Chu is here to treat you politely?"

Feng San said awkwardly: "Yes, yes, I am thinking that it is a lie. How dare you ask for the money from Taoist Yan Chu? Since Catcher Wang also said so, then I will accept it."

Feng San intends to find a chance in the future to send Li Yanchu back, and more often.

The head of Happy Hall Jiang sneered and said, "Feng San, what should we do after knowing this?"

Feng San's heart couldn't take it anymore, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"I know, Master Jiang, don't worry, I will never harass Sun Ping's wife in the future, and I will never do this kind of thing again!"

Feng San said repeatedly.

Nor is he a fool.

Li Yanchu himself is a big shot in Weicheng, and then he found a black and white boss.

Just to get this thing over with.

The attitude of the two just now is also very clear.

Our yamen and the happy hall are in charge of this matter.

Until the three of them left, Feng San still felt like falling into a dream.

Wei Cheng arrests the head, the boss of the gang, and the head of the immortal Taoist priest.

With big arms and round waist, the vicious thug helped his already limp elder brother back.

Li Yanchu clasped his fists at Jiang Tie, the head of the Happy Palace.

"Thank you, Hall Master Jiang, I have to trouble Hall Master Jiang for this trivial matter."

Jiang Tie was flattered.

"Don't dare to do it, don't dare to do it, Daoist Yan Chu is useful to me, just speak up, this is Jiang's honor!"

Jiang Tie returned the salute with fists in both hands.

Li Yanchu sent someone to find Sun Ping, and settled the matter properly.

And gave Zheng Zhi a sum of money to let her leave.

(End of this chapter)